This post is for all my friends who I forget to tell about the best places to stop for food as they pass through the Calumet Region – my hometown – a.k.a Northwest Indiana. That place that smells of oil refineries. If you’ve ever driven through, you know what I’m talkin’ about.
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Places like the local Schoop’s diner. Mr. D and I stopped here, one of favorite spots, on our way home from Cincy a couple weeks ago.
It’s been a long time since Mr. D and I had a Schoop’s burger. We were not disappointed. After visiting their website, I see they are now offering franchises. We weren’t at a franchise friends. We ate at an original. The place hadn’t changed much. I could almost picture myself as a young girl sitting in a particular booth with my family. I also remembered where I sat when I left my retainer wrapped in a napkin and it was tossed out. Uggh.
I love that the booth’s still have the table side juke boxes. As a kid, I’d beg for a dime to choose a song.
The big juke box is still there too!